I cared for him as if his pain was my own because that's what a daughter does.

Whenever he can't stand up from bed, I'd be there to assist him.

When he's in the hospital, I'd cry and worry as much as a child can do at such a young age.

But now, it's becoming too much of a burden.

It's quite disrespectful of me to say what I'm about to say but it is driving me crazy and I need an outlet.

My dad's been hospitalized [again] a few weeks ago, and I was worried for him, as usual. I had to drive my mom to work in place of him. What's worse was that it was the same week that I started my first week of school. So for that whole week, I'd be in the car almost the whole day, everyday, driving back and forth, running errands, school, etc.One day, late in the afternoon, after going in to visit him for barely 5 minutes, I told him that I'm going to leave because I'm really tired. [And I also had to deal with some class issues.] His reply to me was, "You just wanted to go home to play games, don't you?" Wow. Are you kidding me? Really, it's not as if I didn't have any homework to take care of, or other countless amounts of errands you gave me to do.I'd be less tired if he also didn't whine to me and mother every day about not getting food. The hospital food even has porridge that he likes so much and he say that he doesn't want it. Instead, he wants my mom, who works 12 hours a day, to go home and cook him food.

Oh, and get this. After leaving the hospital, his attitude is even worse than it use to be. He's grumpy half the time, and the other half, he's either sleeping or not talking to me. He thinks he's the only one suffering. Like we don't understand. -facepalm- He's basically acting like a needy, demanding freeloader.

And the list goes on and on.

He doesn't realize how he acts when he doesn't get things his way. I can barely handle it anymore. He almost never has a positive thing to say about me when I help him out with things and he always uses the excuse of "I'm so tired" for me to do his work. It isn't that I need a "thanks" from him or anything, I just want him to stop bitching at things I do for him. Just... stop. Damn it.

To be honest, I missed the time that he was in the hospital. It was great not having to deal with him 24/7.